122. Jesus, Thou Glorious Priest and King

L.M.
by I. Watts
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Jesus, Thou glorious Priest and King!
 
Accept the tribute that we bring;
 
Accept the feeble song of praise
 
Which here on earth Thy people raise.
2
May every minute as it flies
 
Augment our love, increase our joys,
 
Till we are brought to sing Thy name
 
At the glad supper of the Lamb.
3
And soon the months will roll away,
 
And quickly come the nuptial day,
 
When Thou, the Lamb, shalt take Thy throne,
 
And fully there Thy church shalt own.
4
The gladness of that happy day,
 
In this sad world’s our strength and stay;
 
Then let not faith forsake its hold,
 
Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold.
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